Chapter 410: Chapter 365: Kali’s Beatdown, Cry, Lord of Naivety! (Seeking Monthly Votes!)
As energy was infused, the Devas gradually awakened.
The Divine Horse Supratika let out a long neigh, its sleek tail brushing lightly, body slightly shaking, instantly causing the Devas to tumble down.
Agni and the others struggled to their feet.
"So dizzy!"
"What’s going on?"
Agni shook his head and squinted as he looked up.
In that instant, Kali’s terrifying figure flashed into view, reflected in the eyes of all the gods.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
The Devas’ pupils shrank, and their breathing stopped for a moment.
On the other side, Kashigyakya’s body gradually shrank, returning to its normal size.
"So dizzy!"
"My head hurts so much!"
Kashigyakya clutched his head, unable to help but shake it.
His eyes were confused, his last memory being the massive fist of Ax-wielding Rama.
"I was defeated!"
"I was actually defeated!"
Kashigyakya murmured to himself as he recalled the previous events.
He looked down in disbelief at his own hands.
He had merged with the Power of the Heavens, yet now, he had been completely defeated by Ax-wielding Rama, by the hand of an Immortal.
Bang!
Kashigyakya clenched his fist and slammed it onto the ground unwillingly.
Rumble!
The ground roared, countless cracks spread out in all directions, creating numerous fissures on this land, and deep subterranean fires burst forth, burning everything.
"Ah?"
Kashigyakya was slightly startled.
He didn’t use much strength, did he?
Woaaah...
The sinister wailing of ghosts echoed all around, causing the hair on Kashigyakya’s back to stand on end, and he jolted.
He looked up sharply.
A blue-faced demon towered above the land.
Her skin was a deep blue, her eyes blood red, her tongue a protruding red, her neck adorned with a necklace of skulls, her thick, dreadlock-like hair, and in her hands, she held a gleaming Curved Saber.
"What a terrifying demon!"
Kashigyakya exclaimed in shock.
Swish!
To his astonishment, Indra suddenly appeared beside Kashigyakya.
"Kashigyakya!"
"It’s up to you now!"
Indra’s voice was deep as he spoke.
Hearing this, Kashigyakya’s expression grew solemn as he looked intently at the immense demon, then slowly shook his head.
He was the Heavenly Emperor!
Whether it was to protect the Devas or the world, it was his duty to defeat this demon.
One defeat would not break him!
"Don’t worry, Teacher!"
"No matter what, I will defeat her!"
Kashigyakya declared with determination.
"???"
Indra’s eyebrows lifted slightly, looking at Kashigyakya in surprise.
"Kashigyakya!"
"She is your mother!"
Indra whispered a reminder.
"My mother among the Star Gods shouldn’t..."
Hmm?
Kashigyakya’s eyes widened as he looked closely.
This blue-skinned goddess, with blood-red lips and a ferocious expression, bore a striking resemblance to Parvati.
No!
It could not just be strikingly similar; she was the spitting image.
It was indeed his mother!
"..."
Kashigyakya looked bewildered.
It seemed his mother Parvati was about to destroy the world?
"Teacher!"
"What’s happening?"
Kashigyakya stood amidst the raging wind, full of uncertainty and doubt.
"Your mother wants to destroy the world!"
Indra said gravely.
His expression was stern as he looked at Kashigyakya seriously and continued, "Now, only you can stop her, only you can protect the Three Realms!"
"What should I do?"
Kashigyakya asked eagerly.
Indra looked up, gazing at the battered Kali.
In this moment, his hair danced wildly, his wise eyes sparkled with intelligence, but he posed a rhetorical question.
"Kashigyakya!"
"Can you cry?"
Indra asked.
Kashigyakya was stunned for a moment.
He held his head high, his chest puffed out, and his demeanor solemn.
"Teacher, I’m already a mature warrior, how could I possibly shed tears?"
Kashigyakya replied.
"Then we’re doomed!"
Indra immediately said, "Lady Master has now transformed into Kali and has completely lost her reason. We need maternal love to awaken her. If you could run in front of her and cry, it might just work!"
Kashigyakya looked speechless.
"I, I..."
Whoosh!
At that moment, the figure of Vishnu suddenly descended.
His expression was very serious as he stared intently at Kashigyakya before him and spoke.
"Indra is right!"
"Kashigyakya!"
"Only the crying of a child can awaken a mother’s reason!"
Vishnu said.
Huh?
Kashigyakya’s face showed helplessness as he spread his hands frantically and said,
"But I really can’t cry!"
Kashigyakya said.
Boom!
At that time, Kali, waving her dual swords, had already launched an attack upon Ax-wielding Rama.
Shiva had already appeared in front of Ax-wielding Rama.
His form grew larger and larger, quickly surpassing Parvati and covering the entire sky.
Roar!!!
Kali let out a furious roar.
Her body shook and also began to grow instantly, and in the blink of an eye, she was again shoulder to shoulder with Shiva.
Whoosh!
The Curved Saber swung down.
Shiva held his Trishula horizontally, blocking it directly in front of him.
Bang!
The collision of their forces unleashed a fierce power instantly, turning into an invisible shockwave that caused the entire Three Realms to tremble.
Boom, boom, boom!
The wild celestial fire fell from the sky, flames burning the forests and scorching the earth.
Countless creatures began to flee!
"!!!"
Antaka felt the cold edge pass by and instantly got the chills, with hairs on his back standing up.
That slash was nearly upon him!
After a shiver, he calmed down again.
"I’m tired!"
"Just destroy everything! Hasten the destruction!"
Antaka had given into despair.
"The world must not be destroyed!" Vishnu’s voice was heavy as he gazed intently at Kashigyakya and slowly began to speak.
He was a Protector God!
Faced with the crisis of world destruction, he was bound to take action!
But he did not want to resort to violence against Parvati, otherwise, it might further enrage Kali, leading to even greater crisis.
"But I really can’t cry!"
Kashigyakya said.
As he said this, he brought his hands together in a gesture of prayer, his expression imploring as he looked toward Indra.
"Oh, Teacher!"
"Great wise one!"
"Please suggest another way!"
Kashigyakya said.
As he spoke, his gaze shifted, glancing over where Shiva and his wife had begun to fight, and he couldn’t help but swallow his saliva.
His brother Antaka was still on the Trishula, and Kali hadn’t shown any sign of stopping!
More to the point.
He really couldn’t cry!
Whoosh!
Hearing this, Vishnu’s gaze shifted as well, also looking toward Indra, his eyes rippling like water, ready to listen to Indra’s suggestion.
"A Brahmachari abides beyond folly, becoming a wise one!"
"In the face of death, he can also stop death. People conquer the finite world with human actions, while the wise advance toward the divine!"
"Wisdom will guide life, pointing out a sure path!"
Vishnu’s eyes flickered slightly as he spoke.
Hearing this, Indra blinked, pondering as he looked at Vishnu.
Such profound language! Such deep truths!
But when all is said and done, isn’t the point to come up with a method?
To speak so profoundly!
Truly worthy of Narayana.
After a brief ponder, Indra glanced at Kashigyakya, then turned toward the combat involving Mahadeva and finally whispered,
"Transform Mahadeva into a child!"
"Mahadeva is so naive; he’ll surely be able to cry without an issue!"
Indra said.
